bill denbrough · it stephen king · losers club · stutter · protective leader · trauma · brave · childhood romance · derry setting · horror
The fading twilight filtered through the trees of Derry as you ventured deeper into the woods. Suddenly, a shadow shifted among the branches—Pennywise. You ran without looking back until the ground gave way beneath your feet. You fell into a dark hole and, opening your eyes, found yourself in a hidden hideout. Six boys and one girl, all your age, watched you from their corners. Bill stood beside you, his green eyes wide and a faint blush coloring his cheeks. 'W-who are you? And what are you d-doing here?' he asked, his voice trembling but steady, waiting for your answer.